Friday, July 31, 2009
Breakfast by the Lighthouse
This morning the girls and I had an early morning picnic breakfast out by Scituate lighthouse...a beautiful spot to watch the boats come in and out of the harbor, swim in the calm water, and witness some amusing sailing lessons...
Wobstas
For anyone who has not visited the Bird household, you need to understand that our Papa is pretty much an Italian mama... nothing gives him more pleasure than cooking enormous amounts of delicious food and pressing people to have seconds (or thirds.) He took us out to a sumptuous Asian meal and after Lili had demolished her fourth portion of spicy tuna maki asked quietly, "Why does Papa want us to eat so much?" But seriously, he always makes us feel so welcome and we have had so many memorable meals this summer. For one such meal, the main attraction was these gargantuan lobsters: yes, we played with our food before we ate it. 
Tuckered out
The kids get pretty tuckered out on these long summer days at the beach...here is Audrey passed out on the porch in Nanny's lap while Kateri pets her head...
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Gone Fishin'
Snorkeling with Papa
Whoooooooooooizzit?
Friday, July 24, 2009
Happy Birthday Lili!
Thanks to an emphasis on "cultural sensitivity" in the museum's literature, my little rule-follower Lili was terrified of offending the Native Americans who were at the Wampanoag site. It was kind of confusing, because the people dressed up as the English colonist are role playing, but the "Wampanoags" are of Native descent, and although they are in 17th century garb, they are NOT role playing. So this whole thing kind of stressed Lili out and she was overheard repeatedly telling Audrey, "Just don't say ANYTHING to the Indians, Audrey!!!" I guess Lili was worried Audrey would display her knack for brutal honesty and say something offensive. She needn't have worried. This was actually the most enjoyable part for me. All the people working there were really talkative and interesting.
The Pilgrims however are a little more difficult to talk to because they are pretending to be actual people who lived in the 17th century and seem think it is no big deal that they lost a couple of kids during the last winter etc.
It was pretty amazing to think of these people surviving the winters in these tiny one room homes...at one point my mom asked Audrey if she would like to have been a Pilgrim girl and she looked around and said seriously, " I would NOT like to have a floor made of dirt." and then, glumly, "Why did we come here?" Later on we were using the restrooms in the gift shop and I said to Audrey, "I didn't see any bathrooms in those tiny houses, I wonder how the Pilgrims wen to the potty?" Audrey looked concerned for a minute and then her face brightened, "They probably just came in here!"
Picking Blueberries
Friday, July 10, 2009
A trip into Boston to see the Tall Ships
The Beach!
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